Chapter 1703

The ancient talisman of covering the sky can cover the breath of Tiangang. Otherwise, once his Pangu blood burst out and was discovered by the strong of the Chinese and tianmantra sect, there will be great trouble.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Tiangang's eyes showed a trace of gratitude. Although it was a happy event to break through the semi holy state, he also knew the consequences once Pangu's blood leaked out.

Lingxiao is also thinking that it's time to take Tiangang to meet Pangu Feng and others in the Tianyin world. Maybe they will have some ways to help Pangu Feng continue to hide Pangu's blood.

Whoosh!

With a flash of light, fan Tianyin floated into Lingxiao's hands again, and the border covering the whole battle mountain disappeared.

Outside the Zhan mountain, there are many powerful figures, all of whom are elders and true disciples of the God of war hall. Their eyes are full of curiosity. They don't know what happened on the Zhan mountain.

"Dragon... Did martial uncle long break through the semi holy land? No wonder Zhanshan was blocked for three days. It turned out that it was because martial uncle long broke through!"

When a disciple saw Lingxiao's accomplishments, he couldn't help exclaiming.

"No! Look at the other disciples of the war hall. They... They... They all broke through to the semi holy land? God, is this incredible?"

Someone exclaimed, as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes fell on Tiangang and others, and his eyes were full of incredible look.

Three days ago, many of the disciples of the war hall were just the cultivation of the divine kingdom. The war mountain was closed for three days. As a result, all of them broke through the semi holy realm and were promoted collectively, which was too scary.

Those disciples and elders outside Zhanshan looked very frightened.

However, their shock did not last long, because three days had come and Lingxiao's promotion ceremony was about to begin.

This promotion ceremony made the whole hall of the God of war boiling. It was a great event. Countless disciples and elders went out one after another to have a look at the new leader of the hall of war.

Lingxiao doesn't feel much about the promotion ceremony, but this is not only a grand event of the whole sect, but also a sign of the re rise of the war hall. Therefore, Lingxiao also has incomparable cooperation with this promotion ceremony.

The promotion ceremony was held in a sea of clouds between the nine suspended holy mountains. Hundreds of thousands of disciples and elders of the whole God of war hall came to participate.

The God of war in white and the other eight hall lords also appeared.

The etiquette of the promotion ceremony is very cumbersome. It requires a series of processes, such as worshipping heaven and earth, worshipping the ancestors of the war temple, burning incense and waiting, and blessing the crown.

Lingxiao completed these steps very calmly and calmly, and accepted the worship of countless disciples and elders of the God of war hall.

"I didn't expect that the Dragon Master's uncle was so young. I heard that he was less than 100 years old? It's enviable that he became the Lord of the war hall so young!"

"However, after the decline of the war hall for so many years, it is not so easy to restore the glory of millions of years ago!"

"This little martial uncle has great talent. This time, he was promoted to the Lord of the war hall and overshadowed the limelight of the three saints!"

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People talked one after another, and their eyes were full of different looks.

Lingxiao looks very calm, as if he didn't hear other people's comments at all, and this kind of limelight may be ecstatic for others, but Lingxiao can treat it calmly.

In Lingxiao's view, everything is just vanity except his own strength.

"Huh?"

Lingxiao's eyes flashed and noticed a middle-aged man in purple robe among the eight hall masters. He looked tall, magnificent and dignified, but Lingxiao felt a touch of hostility from him.

"Lord of the thunder hall, did Lei Xuan fail? Even if you don't provoke me! If you dare to provoke me, I won't be polite!"

Lingxiao sneered and said that Lei Xuanshan was a saint, but he was hostile to him. I'm afraid it was because of Zhan Tianxing. Lingxiao also heard that Zhan Tianxing was Lei Xuanshan's disciple.

"Promotion ceremony, ceremony! People pay homage to the Lord of the war hall!"

With the voice of an elder spreading over the war god temple, Lingxiao has also come to the sky and stood beside the God of war in white, side by side with the other eight hall masters!

Above the void, clouds and mist are swirling, and the momentum is vast. The God of war in white and the eight main halls are the respect of saints. Only Lingxiao has just broken through the semi holy state, which is particularly abrupt.

"Lord of the war palace!"

The whole hall of the God of war, all the disciples and elders below the Holy Land bowed to Lingxiao one after another, and the sound shook the sky with great momentum.

Although most people are sincerely happy, after all, three days ago, Lingxiao was on the battle mountain. The style of Huangtai was hurt in the first World War, which broke their hearts, but a few people still have ugly faces.

Lei qianjue, Xing Jun and others felt extremely oppressed and their faces were ugly. In the twinkling of an eye, Lingxiao's position was above them, which was difficult for them to accept.

Lingxiao stood on the clouds, looked at the people in the God of war hall below, looked calm and calm, and said slowly, "everyone, please get up!"

Everyone raised their heads and their eyes fell on Lingxiao.

"I'm young and weak. I'm the legacy of the Red Dragon God of war. I'm in charge of fan Tianyin. I'm also valued by the God of war. I'm promoted to the Lord of the war hall. I'm terrified! I know that I have a heavy responsibility. I can only work hard to cultivate, preach and become holy as soon as possible, restore the past glory of the war hall, and do my part for the war hall!

The temple of the God of war is ranked among the twelve immortal holy places in the divine world by fighting against all the enemies that can be fought. I hope all of you in the temple of the God of war can be brave, bloody, proud and indomitable!

I'm a disciple of the God of war hall. Why do you want to fight? "

Lingxiao's voice was very calm and resounded through the sky of the God of war hall, but it had an excited spirit. It was said that the disciples of the whole God of war hall were excited and their blood was boiling one by one.

"Yes, I'm a disciple of the God of war hall. Why do you want to fight?"

"Hahaha... Uncle long said it well, and he did it! Even if his strength is not as good as me for the time being, I will convince him with his achievements!"

Many disciples said, looking at Lingxiao was full of fanaticism.

you 're right! The temple of the God of war has been suppressed for too long!

Since the great disaster millions of years ago, the temple of the God of war has been suppressed by people with intentions and began to weaken. Over the years, the disciples of the temple of the God of war have become cautious and even swallow their anger.

But every disciple of the God of war hall was unwilling to do so. Lingxiao's words inspired their blood that had been suppressed for a long time. They were all excited and couldn't help themselves!

At this moment, the nine pulse disciples, whether they have friction or not in ordinary days, always had Lingxiao's words in their hearts.

I'm a disciple of the God of war hall. Why do you want to fight?